I’m up at 6am, the walls of the guesthouse are thin and I jump in the shower just before the others wake up. There’s just one shower for all 5 rooms on the downstairs floor (at least 10 guests unless some rooms have more than 2 beds). Breakfast is nice with fresh do-it-yourself waffles, although I really make a mess of the first one before I get the hang of it. I’m on the road at 9:30 and it’s beautiful weather. Mostly sunny, no wind.
On the way back, I take my time and examine every little flower, rock and types of moss along the way. The lichens covering the rocks are the colors of Gríma the cat – all shades of brown, black and white. There are flowers of all colors and sizes too. On the way back, I see 2 people off in the distance, otherwise there’s not a soul out and about the whole day.